It was just another night in the Entertainment District, crowds, fireworks and such.

Gyutaro leaned against the cold stone of an alleyway.. watching as the wealthy people walked by.

Oh, how he envied them.

To have a life like that, he would kill.. in which he already tried. Maybe life just wasn’t cut out for him, growing up as the ugly sibling never had a benefit.

But he couldn’t help that, maybe he was prideful about his ugliness..